"Have you been in contact at all?"
“Him and I? Of course not, why would we?”
Fast forward a few days and guess who texts me out of the blue. Dude.
I’m trying to get at least 7-8 hours of sleep every night; which means I have an 8pm bedtime when I open in the morning. Cooked and ran some errands after work today, now my feet hurt. I’m excited to help my pals out at the Greenbelt Harvest Picnic on saturday; a day of selling bow ties and for sure laughs (plus Ray Lamontagne and Los Lobos are playing).
Must restrain myself from online shopping. No.